Qiao Feng walked towards the cave with the purchased items. When he was more than half a mile away from the cave, he suddenly saw Mu Wanqing running out of the cave with tears in his eyes, running all the way to the front of him.

He left without even saying hello.

Qiao Feng's face was fixed with a smile that he had maintained, and he felt embarrassed as he stretched out his hand.

"What's going on?" Qiao Feng shook his head, carrying the food and wine, and walked towards the cave.

Huo Tianqing was holding the Canglan Sword and was feeling sad in his arms. Suddenly, he felt darkness in front of him, and a tall and majestic man walked in from outside the cave.

"May I ask who you are?" Huo Tianqing asked, cupping his hands.

"Oh, I'm Qiao Feng." The man smiled boldly and said to Huo Tianqing.

"Qiao Feng?! Are you Qiao Feng, who is known as Beiqiao Feng in the world?" Huo Tianqing asked in shock.

"Haha, yes, it's Qiao. My brother hasn't told Qiao Feng your name yet!" Qiao Feng also asked Huo Tianqing.

"I am Huo Tianqing, a nobody in the world," Huo Tianqing said mockingly.

"Huo Tianqing, what a great name." Qiao Feng immediately gave Huo Tianqing a thumbs up and encouraged him: "I think our brothers have profound internal skills. They will definitely be able to make a big difference in the martial arts world in the future, and they may not be worse than Qiao Feng in the future."

"Haha, Master Qiao is so complimentary. How can my little brother's skills be compared to yours?" Huo Tianqing said politely. Although he respected Qiao Feng, after all, the two of them had not had much communication before, and Huo Tianqing did not appear too affectionate. This would

It seemed that Huo Tianqing was deliberately currying favor with Qiao Feng. Huo Tianqing naturally had his own share of arrogance and disdained to do that.

"Hey, why are you doing that? I'm twenty-nine years old this year. How old is my eldest brother? Just call me Brother Qiao and I'll be happy." Qiao Feng is a bold and straightforward man who doesn't like those formal people.

Tao Tao.

"Okay, Brother Qiao, let me stop rambling." Huo Tianqing stood up with great effort, saluted Qiao Feng, and said, "Tianqing thanks Brother Qiao for saving his life!"

"Hey, brother, what are you doing?!" Qiao Feng supported Huo Tianqing and said: "When the road is rough, draw your sword to help. This is what we heroes in the world often say. To Qiao Feng, this is just

How can you deserve a big gift from a brother with just a little effort? Please get up quickly!" Qiao Feng didn't care, he directly supported Huo Tianqing and pressed him on the stone slab.

"Brother Huo, you have just recovered from a serious injury. At this time, you need to adjust your breath to strengthen your foundation and strength. Don't pay attention to Qiao Feng. I will fix the food and let's have a drink. Wouldn't it be fun?" Qiao Feng finished.

, and began to play with the food he bought.

Huo Tianqing glanced helplessly at Qiao Feng who was busy, and felt very grateful in his heart. He was a sincere man, a true hero!

Sitting down cross-legged, Huo Tianqing adjusted his breathing with all his strength.

Huo Tianqing's kung fu was pure and powerful. When he started to exercise his kung fu, his whole body of clothes moved without wind, with the force of thunder and wind, making the movement extremely loud.

Qiao Feng saw him at the side and couldn't help but be secretly shocked. Brother Huo's skill was at its peak. His strength was probably almost the same as his own. He didn't expect that he had underestimated him.

Half an hour later, Huo Tianqing's face became much rosier. Finally, with a wave of his hand, Huo Tianqing finished his work and opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Qiao Feng looking at him in surprise.

Huo Tianqing was puzzled and asked: "Brother Qiao, what's wrong?"

"I already knew that Brother Huo's internal strength was profound just by seeing his veins, but I didn't expect that Brother Huo's internal strength was so profound. In another two years, I'm afraid there will be no one in the world who can beat Brother Qiao."

There are very few left!" Qiao Feng sighed.

"Haha, Brother Qiao is overly praised. If nothing else, can't the Brother Qiao in front of me be better than my younger brother?" Huo Tianqing said with a playful smile.

"Uh." Qiao Feng was stunned. He didn't expect Huo Tianqing to make a joke about himself: "Haha, okay, I, Qiao Feng, just like to make friends with good men with true temperament. Brother Huo really likes me."

"Haha, Brother Qiao, come here, I'll give you a bowl." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and flicked one of the two big bowls placed on the table towards Qiao Feng. He wanted to compete with Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng was already eager to give it a try. When he saw Huo Tianqing taking the initiative to challenge, Qiao Feng did not hesitate. He steadily took the wine bowl containing Huo Tianqing's energy with one hand, drank it boldly, and pointed the bottom of the bowl towards Huo Tianqing.

, and placed it on the stone platform with a bang.

"Brother Qiao has a good drinker," Huo Tianqing praised, enduring the pain in his body and walked to the stone table. Although Huo Tianqing had adjusted his breathing just now, the internal injuries were no longer serious, and he only needed to rest in the future, but external injuries were not that easy.

That's good. Now that the wound has just become scarred, if Huo Tianqing moves, it will easily open the wound and bleed again.

However, these are nothing to Huo Tianqing. The most important thing is to be happy. This is Huo Tianqing's life creed.

"Come, Brother Qiao, let me fill you up with another glass." After saying that, Huo Tianqing reached for the wine bottle on the stone table.

"Hey, brother has just recovered from his injury. I'll pour this cup myself." Qiao Feng used a move to capture the wine jar in Huo Tianqing's hand.

Huo Tianqing stretched out his hand and said: "Brother Qiao is my savior. How can I let Brother Qiao do it by himself? I should do it."

"Brother Huo is too polite, let me pour it for you." Qiao Feng struck again.

Huo Tianqing immediately stretched out his hand to break Qiao Feng's routine, and the two began to fight back and forth.

When the two met for the first time, they were attracted by each other's martial arts. For a while, they were so happy to see each other that they each used their own methods to compete.

There was a constant sound of ping ping ping ping, which was the sound produced by the collision between the two people.

Both of them knew what was going on, so they would stop using too much force. It was only through Huo Tianqing's severely injured body that he could hold on.

But what's even more interesting is that when the two of them fought, even though their energy was scattered, they never knocked over any dishes on the table. This shows how well the two of them control their strength!

Finally, after more than a hundred moves, Huo Tianqing was defeated by Qiao Feng by just one move, and asked Qiao Feng to pour him a bowl of wine.

Huo Tianqing sat down panting and said: "Brother Qiao's kung fu is indeed amazing. I admire him from the bottom of my heart."

"Haha, I really admire your brother's kung fu," Qiao Feng said, "You know, I am several years older than your brother."

"Haha, Brother Qiao, let's stop flattering each other. Come on, brother, I'll give you a bowl." Huo Tianqing picked up the big bowl.

Qiao Feng laughed and said: "Do it."

"clang"

When the two bowls touched, the wine splashed everywhere. Huo Tianqing and Qiao Feng raised their necks and drank all the wine in the bowl.

"Haha..." The two looked at each other and smiled, showing their brotherly love.

Both of them are heroes in wine, and they drank bowl after bowl, which is exactly what the saying goes, when you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little.

The reason why Huo Tianqing has a large alcohol capacity is not because he can drink well. On the contrary, if it is modern high-concentration liquor, he can drink a little more than a pound, but the alcohol content of this ancient liquor is only about ten degrees.

Even in his previous life, Huo Tianqing's drinking capacity was not a big problem if he drank seven or eight bowls.

However, after practicing martial arts, Huo Tianqing's ability to relieve hangovers in this life has greatly improved. It is estimated that he can drink more than twenty bowls, of course, if his stomach can bear it.

(The plot of the book has not yet unfolded. The previous plot is a bit sadistic. Please be patient, it will be very enjoyable later)
Chapter completed!